I remember the first beer I actually enjoyed. It wasn't until I was 22. Prior to that, I was just chugging light beers to get wasted. You need to play the field a bit until you find a woman you're actually compatible with. I met my first love one summer afternoon in gramma's fridge: Miller High Life. I still love her, but we have an open relationship. I now love many women. I mean beers.
For a cheap "crappy" beer, the Highlife is one of the best. It's not the champagne of beer for nothing.
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